Yeah my childhood was a living hell, so much so I will not repeat it here. Currently my wife loves another man, and though I know this I still live with her for the sake of my son. I went through hell to get my degree: the last three semsters I was simultaneously going though a seperation, was home-schooling my son and was thrown in the hospital for a spinal infection. (My wife abandonded me and my son for another guy, second time). My GPA went from a 3.8 down to a 2.4 by the time I finally graduated. I have a bad heart, diebetes, part of my spine is missing and I have a club foot from an accident that was so bad it was mostly torn off in the accident and they were able re-atatched it through emergency surgery. I am in constant pain due to the way I have to hide my limp and put up with chest pains: if at my work they every found out I would be fired; forget the Americans with Disabilities Act folks, it doesn't do anything.
Yep, life sucked and it still does. But I never gave up, I can't. Things only started turing around in the past couple of years. I'm 44 and I know I will never retire as I'm told I won't make it past 53 due to my conditions. But, by then I will have put my son through college and will not have to live with a lie anymore for the benefit of my son. I will be dead, nobody but my son will remember me, and when he is gone the grandkids will never know I existed. But, ya know I really don't give a shit because I'll die knowing I did the right thing and didn't just roll over and give up.